The various jumpin’ backing bands on various tracks turn the whole thing into an incoherent circus based around Blackspoitation hommages’n’Andre’s phrasology.
Aside from the formulaic radio non-hits (loud/soft/loud/soft) and girlie ballads, there are a couple songs that’ll stick in yer head after a listen or two.
Fuckin’ right Quickspace should be big stars! You should fucking buy this fucking record and all the others. Then you should take a bath… with yer toaster.